Lost,
And disgusted.
My stomach is burning,
My chest is bursting in flames.
Anxious,
Im awaiting my sentence.
I've disappointed my self,
And everyone around me.
The blood is leaking again,
I feel like my head is about to spin out.
Out of control,
I just crave to feel normal.
Out of sync schedule,
My hormones imbalanced.
Now I am just sick,
Of my self and I can't stop thinking.
Compulsively,
I'm picking my scabs.
I itch at them,
I'm evil, my baby, I'm bleeding.
Don't draw on your self,
The heavens are crying.
Forgive me,
My lover.
I will never be the same,
My paintings, are written all over my body.
YOU ARE READING
Dysphoria
PuisiPoetry about my experiences as a lover of alcohol I've never thought I'd become a writer, so here are my skills after three years of writing and accumulating over 300+ pieces of writing over the years. This is still my writing in its purest form, an...
